I Miss My Kohkom
My kohkom died in December, she died quite quickly of a massive brain hemorage. Right before christmas. That was the day that changed my life forever.
I was rasied by my grandparents, i lived a life that i would do anyhting to live again. I learned the language of there birth, Cree. I learned the ways of the forest from my grandfather and the ways of a woman from my grandmother. From them them i learned things that they can never teach in school. I miss my kohkom,,i loved her more than anything else on earth. she was my rock and my heart and when she died i think she took it with her, now i struggle with these feelings of hurt, loss,pain, heart ache,lonelyness. i feel alone every day. i want to live the life i had but now that life is gone and iam struggling with this one and i sadly miss it. She was my life, my kohkom-my mother-my teacher-my hope-my evrything. Every day feels like that day in december....
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